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Warnings: Aircraft going down

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Warnings: Aircraft going down. 

A/N: Hey guys I'm back and so I hope you like this. I also am putting the fishing touches on my first ever request. I'll be posting that later this week once I think its perfect as always thank you.

-Honey Bee

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You sat on yours and Maverick's bed reading a book before bed. You set your book down the minute Maverick came in ready for bed as well.

He looked deep in thought as he laid looking up at the ceiling "what's on your mind" "Lot's of things" "anything I can help with?" You ask leaning on your elbow. "No, but I would like your help tomorrow in an exercise" you nod "ok and what is this exercise" "pulling G's" you nod. You hated pulling hard G's but for Maverick you'd do anything. You both fell asleep tomorrow on your minds.

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The next day you both got to the base and walk into the classroom. "Good Morning, Many of you know Admiral Y/N "Y/CS" Mitchell they will be helping me today" You nod to the class before Maverick goes on. "We have 10 days until the uranium enrichment plant is stocked. The plant is at the base of two mountains. Your target is 3 meters tall and 3 Meters wide" Maverick starts. He explains the part before the steep climb thats when you really start to listen. You knew the plan of the mission but this was a good refresher. "You will have a steep climb up the second mountain and the g's are pulled so hard that 1600 pounds of force is imposing on your lungs"

"How many g's are we going to pull?"

"9 minimum" and Maverick smiled walking out you close behind.

Most of the time you had watched giving pointers but Maverick had you fly close behind a couple as if you were a fighter jet after them.

You were on your last round and Your body was starting to get tired you had pulled so many G's but this was the last one so you pulled through.

As you were going up your vision started to get blurry and you couldn't see you then feel something drip down your nose. You lift your hand up and pull it away seeing blood. "I-I-I think--" you say as it started going black.

It was super scary you could hear the voices yelling but it was faint you knew it was bad hear Maverick's panicking voice. You feel your vision coming back and you had just enough strength to pull the ejection handles as everything went black again.

You woke up to beeping and someone's hand in yours. You groan hearing the beeping speed up everything hurt. You open your eyes and hear snoring you look to your left seeing Maverick in the chair sound asleep. You snort at how dumb he looked. You look up seeing a nurse come in "oh good you're awake. You took quite a fall you have two bruise ribs, a concussion, and a fractured ankle." she says checking your vitals. You nod now knowing how serious this was.

You jump as Maverick shoots up out of his chair clearly having a nightmare. He looks to you and sees you awake. "Y/N thank god you're awake I thought I lost you" He says pulling you into a hug making you hiss in pain. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry" You give him a pained smile. "it's ok. i'm fine and I'm not going anywhere" Maverick smiles at that and gives you a kiss. "Y/N I'm sorry I should have known making you do that many G's at a time would do a toll" "Maverick Honey look it's not your fault I should have known. I should have said I wasn't feeling good enough for that last one what's done is done" "but--" "no but's Maverick I am higher rank than you so as your boss and your partner I want you to stop blaming yourself" He sighs but obeys.

The nurse leaves and says to call if you're in too much pain and she'll see what she can do. The rest of the night was spent cuddling and spending as much time together before falling asleep in each others arms.

A few days later you were released and made a speedy recovery. 

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